Tristan Jones

“The only way to see true reality is in solitude. One of the tragedies of human existence is that reality cannot be shared. What's real to you may not be to someone else.”
― Tristan Jones, A Steady Trade: A Boyhood at Sea

“In Amsterdam there lives a maid (Mark well what I do say) In Amsterdam there lives a maid. And she is the mistress of her trade: I’ll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid! A-roving, a-roving, since roving’s been my ru-eye-in, I’ll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid!   British seaman’s songearly seventeenth centuryMost seamen’s songs and chanties, from the sixteenthcentury on, were highly “permissive” when read aright.They were much bowdlerised in the nineteenth century,and many lost their original honesty and delight. Thisone, innocent except to the seamen’s ears, survived.(“Torove,” is the sailor’s term for the weft in canvas. It means”to insert”—”to pass through.” “Trade,” in English, hasalways had a sexual connotation.)”
― Tristan Jones, Saga of a Wayward Sailor